ROBIN'S POV
"Dereshishishishi" I laugh, tears dripping down my face. I remember Saul saying "When times seem tough, just laugh. Laughter is the way to happiness." I cry even more, thinking of how, even in his final moments, he laughed. For me. The row boat I have stolen hits the icy path that Aokigi has formed, allowing me to escape. My hands are raw and stained with blood. I turn my head back, looking at Ohara and wail. The sky is red with the blood of its people. The marine ships are killing everything in their midst. The buster call. The power to destroy whole countries. And I can see it all. Even all the way out in the ocean I can hear the screams of citizens, calling for loved ones, confused, scared, angry. I finally get out of earshot of the burning island and I fall asleep dreaming of my mother. Of the whole reason this happened. Because whatever the Wold Government didn't want the archeologists of Ohara find out, we were getting close.
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Demon Child
FanfictionAfter Ohara was blown up and no one survived but her, and a bounty is placed on her head, eight year old Nico Robin is forced to live alone, always running, trusting no one. This is the story of how she survived, in search of true friends to truly...
